"If the Reavers take the ship, they'll us to death, eat our flesh, and sew our skins into their clothing. And if we're very, very lucky, they'll do it in that order..."
Gina Torres, as Zoe Washburn (Firefly)
That's neat. I never knew you could do that. Thanks!
Maybe everybody else already knows this, but I just figured it out not long ago. I hate saving things to a physical device, and then carrying that physical device around with me, just so I can access it if I want to. There are always little compatibility issues that come up, and then maybe I want to write something but I don't have my flash drive... If I'm ever writing a short story to be submitted on a website somewhere, I use my account to store it online. I just start a new email to myself, write my story as the text of the message, and save it as a draft. I can access it from anywhere, from anyone's computer, and work on it any time I have a yen to. The same thing works for photos I may want to edit, as well.
I can't stand the idea of e-books, either. I want a real book, with words on paper that some politically-correct entity can't come and edit a few years down the line.
Back on the original topic, I'd imagine the titles in a book vending machine would be the same mass-appeal books you would fine at a drug store or bus station book shelf, so I can't imagine that I'd be buying them. That said, I'm fine with the idea. Anything that keeps the publishing industry chugging along is fine with me. Heck, at this point, anything that helps keep ANY industry in business is a good thing.
I'm glad your Mom is all right. You've got every reason for concern. The scammers are so talented these days they can even run their scams from prison. I know a guy, who knows a guy, who told me of a guy so intelligent and talented on the phone that he could basically talk his way through just about any situation. To prove it, this inmate bet a corrections officer that he could get the officer's home address, SSN, and at least one credit card number, using just the jail telephone and his wit. Some twenty minutes later, the inmate won his bet. His prize? He had his telephone privileges revoked, except for a small list of numbers which the officers had to dial for him. he wasn't even allowed to use the regulat phone. They would hand him the handset through a window, and dial the numbers themselves. Somehow I doubt that stopped him for long.
I don't watch a whole lot of professionally produced porn. It's just too scripted and unreal for my taste. You can tell that it's all about the money (shot). Most of what I watch is amateur porn, produced just for the fun of making it. I guess because of that, I don't mind condom use in a porno. Condoms are an unfortunate part of life, and I like reality over play-acting. Especially the horrible play-acting that comes with most professionally-produced porn these days. For those who do produce porn, though, I think it would be easy to choose between them. Just make ten condom-free movies, and ten similar movies (with similar actors and actions) where condoms are used. Then see which ones sell best. I would imagine if there's a group of clientele that like to watch movies where condoms are used, and a group of actors that prefer working with condoms, you could easily match the two and produce condom-oriented movies for that market, while still producing condom-free movies for the rest of the market.
"And so forth, and so on."
And so forth... AND so on?
Never fry bacon in the nude.
His house, his dog, he shoulda cleaned the shit up after the dog did it, he didn't want it tracked into his loverly house. Now shut the fuck up about the shit already and git me another beer. And where's my sammich, dammit?
Well, judging from the way they handle my calls every time I need technical support, I'm hardly surprised...
Inigo Montoya, as played by Mandy Pantinkin.
"Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die."
I suppose it's the only way to ever find out which truly DID come first, the chicken or the egg...
I'm guessing like 14 1/2.
14 3/4, tops.
I liked Dennis Leary when he was a stand-up. I thought his first couple movies were good, too. Now that he's such a big-fucking-star, I'm not such a fan.